Tuesday, July 8, 2014

My Better

I don't often hear audibly from God. I always feel His leading,
constantly experience His peace, and IknowHe's there. But tangibly hear a voice
that's not my own? That's pretty rare.

So when it happens? You bet I hold onto it.

***

It seemed like a typical Sunday. Besides the fact that I was
coming off achurch
conference high, everything else seemed normal. I woke up, got ready, made
my way to the high-school-turned-church down the street, embarked on my usual
round of greetings/hugs, and went into the theater for service.

Worship started, and I was whole-heartedly worshiping, while
utilizing the spiritual gift of multi tasking. {you know you've done it too}

My mind was in two places, half focusing on the powerful lyrics of
praise, and half focusing on a potential love interest. Thoughts were swirling
as we sat for a slower song, which is usually my prime time to channel my inner
rebel and stand. But for some reason, this time I sat. I sat, and I
thought.

When I was just about to reach a personal record for the amount of
over-analyzing performed during a worship set, a voice stopped me. Clear as a
bell, I heard the words that I haven't since forgotten.

Amy, I have better for you.

The sentence repeated itself a handful of times, as my mind just
soaked in that moment. It took me a while to come back enough to realize I had
missed the cue to stand, and was now the sole individual sitting in the midst
of a raised audience.

Dang,I thought
to myself.

I wrote it down. I let that promise sink in good and deep, because
I knew there was no other alternative for processing a word like that from
God.

It had nothing to do with the person on my mind, and everything to
do with a loving Father trying to get His daughter's attention. Mission
completed, Big Guy.

I didn't know exactly what "better" was, but I knew my
God was revealing to me that He had a different plan. And praise the Lord, I
was finally at a place of trusting Him enough to know that

His plan is the only one I want.

***

We were driving in the car, stuck in San Francisco traffic. I knew
I was falling pretty hard when I didn't want the traffic to clear. I was
enjoying justbeingwith him, miles of break lights and
all.

There were moments of silence, and I actuallyenjoyedthem. They gave me time to soak up
everything that was happening, the butterflies and the magic and the jitters of
a new relationship. The stuff that you never want to go away.

In one of those silent seconds, that story came to me. I went back
to that moment of hearing that promise from God, and I smiled from head to toe
realizing the truth of that statement.

I looked down at our holding hands.I've got a story for you,I said.

I finished, and paused. With the biggest smile on my face, I
squeezed his hand a little tighter.

You're my better,I said.

***

He hassomuch better for us, guys. I never want
to forget that promise that was given to me that Sunday morning, becauseI never want to settle for less
than His plan.

It's not just with relationships. He has a perfect plan for me,
and a perfect plan foryou.
So easily we can look to this world, and try to figure it out on our own. Try
to accomplishourdreams, go afterourgoals, strive to be the personwewant to be.

Guys, He's got better for us. So much better. And I hope, and I
pray that none of us miss it.

8 comments:

Amy I almost cried reading this!!! Such a sweet story and I SO admire you for following your heart - really God's heart - for your life! Happy that you have found someone who makes you happy and who will draw you closer to God all the time. You deserve the absolute best, my friend! XOXO